241 Losing control..

Cassius pov

In the vast green field, the horse was galloping. The wind was playing with her hair, as it was freely flowing and playing on my chest. I could feel the itch on my hands to hold her hairs and gently keep them on her neck.

And before I could think further my hands moved as if they had developed a mind of their own.

I held her hair and she stiffened. The horse neighed, as if it sensed the change too.

"Your hair were itching my chest.'' I reasoned as I caressed them and held them and slowly tried to make a bun.

I could feel she was sitting like a rock there, even her breaths were not audible anymore.

Its smell was full of lavender, fresh and peaceful. The way her dress created friction with my shirt whenever the horse galloped, made my breathing rugged.

"You are behaving differently. Did something happen?" she asked suddenly, snapping me back to reality.